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Thread; I felt, I thought
I'm unable to write or think
My imagination garden is full of dead roses and death scent
My imagination garden is full of dead roses and death scent
You lied and lied and lied and every time I lie to myself that you are not lying
Maybe Iโm the one who is the schizophrenic psycho
I'm not healing I'm dying
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Happy bdy to the best girl Mitski <3
Forwarded from Natalie๐ธ
I get over what happens to me when I take care of the ones I love...
The scariest thing about distance is that you donโt know whether theyโll miss you or forget you
Or perhaps they never remembered you
Love's gonna get you killed
But pride's gonna be the death of you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me, and
But pride's gonna be the death of you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me
And you, and you, and you and me, and
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Thread; a mere dream
The hunter is gonna be hunted